I know how an abandoned dog feels
cast out after nipping his master
too many times
love tolerates only
so much
before it wears out
and ceases to mean anything
if it meant anything
at all
when it started
dog days of summer
taking on a whole new
meaning
the drudgery of daily routine
the heat that keeps
sleep away
along with worry
this fear that doom
might descend
at any moment
like an unexpected thunderstorm
against which there is no shelter
all going on as if normal
when it is all but
that
and she offering
compassion
as a belated birthday gift
hers recently mine now so long ago
compassion that feels
like pity
which in itself is a gift of God'
something being better than nothing
in a world where all
that once was
or might have been evaporates
under too much hot sun
breathing impossible to take in
too deeply the loss
to severe .
to accept too easily
dog Days
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